Remember me, even if it's only in a corner and secretly. Don't let me go.
I like to believe that storytelling transcends age limitations.
Sometimes, in difficult circumstances, one can confuse compassion with love.
That's what happens when people reach old age; nobody remembers they've been bastards too.
Death does that: it makes everyone feel sentimental. When we stand in front of a coffin, we all see only what is good or what we want to see.
I don't suppose you have many friends. Neither do I. I don't trust people who say they have a lot of friends. It's a sure sign that they don't really know anyone.